Big Iron Lyrics

To the town of Agua Fria,

rode a stranger one fine day,

hardly spoke to folks around him,

didn't have to much to say,

no one dared to ask his business,

no one dared to make a slip,

for the stranger there among them

had a big iron on his hip,

a big iron on his hip.



It was early in the morning

when he rode into the town,

he came riding from the south side

slowly looking all around,

he's an outlaw loose and running

came the whisper from each lip

and he's here to do some business

with the big iron on his hip,

the big iron on his hip.



In this town there lived an outlaw

by the name of Texas Red,

many men had tried to take him

and that many men were dead,

he was vicious and a killer

though a youth of twenty four,

and the notches on his pistol

numbered one and nineteen more,

one and nineteen more.



Now this stranger started talking

made it plain to folks around,

he was an Arizona Ranger

wouldn't be too long in town,

he came here to take an outlaw

back alive or maybe dead,

and he said it didn't matter

he was after Texas Red,

after Texas Red.



The morning passed so quickly

it was time for them to meet,

it was twenty past eleven

when they walked out in the street,

folks were watchin' from their windows

everybody held their breath,

they knew this handsome Ranger

was about to meet his death,

was about to meet his death.



There was forty feet between them

when they stopped to make their play,

and the swiftness of the Ranger

is still talked about today,

Texas Red had not cleared leather

when a bullet fairly ripped,

and the Rangers aim was deadly

with the big iron on his hip,

the big iron on his hip.



Big iron, big iron,

and he tried to match the Ranger

with the big iron on his hip,

the big iron on his hip.